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Over and over, / I have submitted poems / to this magazine. / Over and over, / the editor / has rejected them. / Finally, / he accepted / this poem.
— from “this poem”
By SparrowNovember 2000Ganymede’s out on the hood of the truck, / keeping warm, hoping I’ll relent and let / him in, or more probably thinking nothing, / or perhaps only warm, if there is such a word / in the language of cats.
By Ron MohringNovember 2000Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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